The Man I Never Wanted to See Again Was ACE Mercer. And I Had A Very Big Secret I Was Hiding From Him.!!!It's been SIX years since I last saw him. And willingly so. I wanted nothing whatsoever at this point to do with him again. So now I’m working at an upstate nightclub as a waitress. It wasn’t an ideal job and it didn’t have an ideal pay. But I was running away from Zillionaire, I had to be discreet. I take comfort in knowing I’m rocking the shit out of my sequined corset and my legs look fab in my sky-high heels and stockings.This is my gig. I am Meryl. I am Julia. I am Sandra. I got this.I repeat the mantra in my head on a loop until I round the table and take a deep breath to greet my new group of customers.Then I see him and everything is forgotten.Everything tonight, at least.Not the bus ride across town. Not Mrs. Mercer staring with disgust at my bloated midsection, telling me he didn’t want me. Not all my dreams going down the drain.Not the white-hot burn of rejectio

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I ALWAYS CONSIDERED WEARING HEELS ONE OF MY WEAKNESSEhere, I wore them around the house for hours until I no longer looked like a newborn giraffe. I wasn’t sure if it was worth it, considering the questions I had to dodge about why and how and where I was going to wear them. But as I take the stairs at the Emerald Cabaret two at a time and reach the back door in record time, I know it was probably one of the most useful exercises I’ve ever forced upon myself.I hit the metal door running and it flies open and starts to close just as fast. I barely miss it clipping my shoulder before I hear it slam shut.Freedom.Hands on my fishnet-covered knees, I gulp in the warm Colorado air. Between the sobs threatening to escape and my desperate need for oxygen, it feels like I’m swallowing razors. I’m so hot, I feel like I might pass out at any given moment. My straightened hair is shot to hell, I can already feel the curls forming against my neck. But I still can’t stop shivering. My stilettos

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I DIDN’T GO BACK TO WORK.I took a detour to my purse and told Rochelle that VIP was all hers. Then I got the hell out.“I can’t believe you just left!” Sadie is still scolding me through the phone.“My uniform got ruined. My replacement was small. Then I poured drinks all over the Mustang players Phil’s been dying to get into the club.” I recount the events she’s already aware of, leaving out my parking-lot tryst. “I know when to call it quits. Nothing good was going to come from last night.”“Phil was pissed. Like more pissed than I’ve ever seen him. And you told Rochelle to cover for you?” Her voice goes up ten decimals. She hates Rochelle almost as much as Rochelle hates me. “You know that miserablebitch is the worst. She tried to steal my tips!”“I’m sorry. She was the only person I saw and I wasn’t thinking straight.” I attempt to placate her, more worried about the Phil part of what she’s saying. “But Phil. How pissed would you say he was? Like he’s going to put me in the shit

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“Mom, you’re not faster than me and . . .” He pauses and scrunches his cute little nose. “No offense, but you’re old.”“I’m twenty-seven, for goodness’ sakes! That hardly qualifies me for anAARP card.”“A what?” Dammit.Now I feel old.“Never mind.” I reach over to him, slip off his backpack, and throw it over my shoulders for our walk home. “I’m not old, though.”“I was just kidding; I know you aren’t. All the boys on my soccer team and my class have crushes on you. I told them it’s gross, but they don’t listen to me.”Oh great. I have a bevy of nine-year-old admirers and none of age. I don’t know if I should be flattered or scaling back my volunteer hours.“Tell them I have cooties.” I elbow him lightly on his shoulder.“Already did.” He smiles up at me, his lone dimple on his left cheek appearing. “Sooooo, Mom.”Knew it. He doesn’t flash the dimple unless he wants something. “What do you want?”“Well, I was thinking, I really like soccer and I think flag football is super fun.” He

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He deserves no response. I pull open the gate, cringing a bit at how loud the squeak is getting and add WD-40 to the running grocery list in my head. Just like every time I make my way up the walkway to our front door, happiness flows through me. There may be a lot of projects I’d like to get done to the house, but even so, I love it. Our little bungalow in Denver’s historic Five Points neighborhood is my most treasured possession, after Ace, obviously. With its violet shutters, turquoise flower boxes, and mint door, I’m sure any HOA-regulated neighborhood would have a coronary. It’s everything I dreamt of when I was a Barbie-toting little girl, but so much more because it was Maya’s. When I was sixteen, pregnant, and terrified—and years ahead of what could’ve been a lucrative MTV opportunity—Aunt Maya was the only person in my life who didn’t give up on me. Not only did she not give up on me, she took me in when my parents put me out, severing the final threads of an already s

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Alle Kapitel von Secrets From My Billionaire Ex: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 5

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